Delmont Apple Festival and Apple Recipes

Apples galore as I recap the Delmont Apple Festival and share recipes that feature apples, apple butter, and apple cider.

Last weekend, Dad and I went to the Delmont Apple Festival in PA, which is the same apple festival I’ve been going to for years and years growing up (minus one year where we tried a different festival, but it just didn’t match up). Every year we have the same routine – get cups of cider to drink, walk around the craft area, eat apple dumplings for lunch, fill up our bag with apples, and buy quarts of cider to take home. Not only do I want to share some pictures with you, I also compiled a list of recipes using apples, apple butter, and/or apple cider for inspiration. Recipes I’ve either made myself or recipes from other bloggers that I’m dying to try.

As you enter the festival, there is a little shack set up for fresh cups of hot or cold cider. Usually this time of year is chilly and rainy, so I’ve always gotten hot cider. Because it was almost 80 degrees out, I got both a cup of hot and a cup of cold. Only 50 cents!

Lunch was a hot apple dumpling with cold vanilla ice cream and cinnamon syrup. Growing up, we’ve always gotten them from the one church booth. However, last year they stopped coming. This came from one of the food vendors, but it just wasn’t the same. We can’t even remember the church’s name. They were “the church that sold apple dumplings.” If you’re reading this – come back!

Now the best part – picking apples! They have a barn set up with bins of apples inside. You buy a bag and fill it up with the apples you wanted. Who knew there were a lot of varieties? This time around, we got 1/2 peck and got a few apples of each kind. Right before we left, we got fresh-pressed cider to go in quarts.

Now that we are stocked up on apples and cider, time for recipes! Here are the ones I’ve posted and highly recommend you make right now. Click on the photo for the recipe:

You need to find the name of that church, Carla. Nothing’s more devastating than not being able to find and eat a food you’ve eaten and adored for so long. My hunt is on for the perfect long john donut that my high school used to order from some bakery. I have no idea what the name of the bakery is and it makes me so sad. After reading this, I want to go to an apple festival and drink hot ‘n cold cider and buy a peck of apples! Sounds like so much fun.

I know! I wish we would’ve have paid attention more, but they were always “the church.” We tried looking in the town itself, thinking the church is nearby, but then you see a million churches, so that doesn’t help. Boo. I should put an ad in the paper, ha!